
"Ah, um there was someone fighting. And, I tried to break up their fight, but instead their punch hit my face" Anggara replied trying to convince.
"But it hurts so much!" Zahira touched the corner of her husband's broken lip, as well as the blue right cheekbone of Anggara.
Anggara immediately hugged the body containing it, momentarily buried his face and sucked the scent of vanilla roses on the body of the beloved.
"I don't hurt if I've embraced your body of fragrance, you are the cure of all the pain and restlessness in my heart. I love you so much Zahira dear." she said still closing her eyes, hugging tightly not wanting to change her position.
"I love you too." replied Zahira enjoying those warm eight.
Anggara lifted up Zahira's body, taking her to sit on their soft bed. Staring affectionately with his right hand stroking that full belly.
"It's only been three months, one week" said the man, still stroking Zahira's stomach.
"That means it will still take five more months to carry them." replied Zahira smiling warmly.
"We're going to spend five months alone, so I don't feel jealous if they're out." Anggara hugged Zahira again.
"of course. I don't even want to stay at work by you, I always want to be with you." replied Zahira.
"We'll always be together."
*
The sound of crying in the two-story house echoed, it seemed like it had lasted long enough to make his mother also speak with a very upset face.
"What's the wind, isn't it?" a housekeeper also looked so worried as he continued to rub the little baby's back.
"I don't know Bi!" merry was confused.
"Try calling the madam." suggested the housekeeper again.
"Totally so." Merry grabbed her phone immediately contacted Ayu.
"What's Merry?" ask Ayu directly without further ado.
"Laura cried and kept Aunt, I was confused she still could not be silent even though it had been given milk." explained Merry really sounded worried.
"I'll be there soon with Radit." Ayu ended her phone call.
Mery wants to talk but the call has been cut off, he is still confused why Radit went home to Ayu, shouldn't he come back later tonight?
Merry starts to fidget, thinking and the thing he fears the most is that Radit knows about Zahira.
"Money!"
Aunt's call made her stop with her complicated thoughts.
"Darling, stop crying. What do you feel so you keep screaming like this? Don't make Mama dizzy." Merry grabbed and held the little girl.
A moment later Laura stopped crying, her other eyes seemed to close, either if she was tired of crying and then fell asleep by herself.
"Merry!" the mother-in-law's voice sounded with steps getting closer together with the handsome man behind her.
"She just fell asleep Auntie" replied Merry showing the baby's face in her cradle.
Radit approached and grabbed the tiny body, his firm hands hugging gently, peeping a little at the delicate cheeks of the baby girl.
"Maybe." Radit smiled, bringing Laura to bed.
Ayu turned to Merry for a moment, she sat on the sofa of the room followed by Merry beside her.
"Why is Radit home, shouldn't they be home tonight?" mery asked, still curious.
"Radit didn't work, because there he saw Zahira." Ayu doesn't want to cover anything.
Deg
He was very surprised but not only that, he was scared because Radit still loves the woman, moreover they were just about to get married again. And it looks like Zahira will be a hindrance to their marriage.
Merry was really upset, he was angry, upset and irritated. Of course, only in the heart, he will not show it all to the mother-in-law that he can start to be cheated on.
"Merry!" call Ayu, it's not just once but for the third time.
"Yes Aunt." Merry awakens from his mind who wanders far away to Zahira.
"I hope you support Radit because he will work for his company. To become a President Director is not easy, it takes time and full support including from you" said Ayu.
"Radit will hold Aunty's company? asked Merry happy, of course he was happy because soon he would become a wife of the Director of a large company.
"Yes, and I hope you don't fuss over Zahira's presence. She's happy with her husband, and you don't have to worry about them getting back together." Ayu's serious, she's really worried about Radit's condition just recovering from his severe depression.
"Isn't he dead?" merry asked pretending not to know.
"He's not dead yet, who died it's Anggara's men." Ayu explained, wanting to talk a lot, but for a moment he thought if he couldn't talk to just anyone, even his own daughter-in-law.
"Why did Anggara's men get in that car, Auntie?" merry asked still wanting to know everything.
"Members have loved Zahira since childhood, and Zahira used the services of Anggara Lawyer when suing for Radit's divorce" Ayu replied as if.
"Did Zahira cheat on Anggara?" merry asked suddenly.
Ayu stared in surprise with her daughter-in-law, her sharp eyes as if finding something.
"I'm sorry, I don't know that much" Merry said.
"Zahira was not like that, I raised him and educated him. And you know her mother was a fine woman who was the snatch of many classy men." Ayu became a little offended by Merry's question just now.
"Sorry Auntie, I didn't mean it that way, I was just surprised by Zahira's closeness to Anggara" he replied trying to find an excuse.
"If my daughter is having an affair, what about you?" ayu replied increasingly annoyed.
The Forties woman grabbed the bag and immediately left Radit's house. I don't know why he felt so hot there.
For a moment Ayu sat leaning in his car, neutralizing the mind and also breathing free air so as not to get emotional.
"Maybe I'm too sensitive" he murmured himself.
Then she smiled tiredly, realizing that she had always been a cruel woman if anyone had mentioned her brother. Similarly, if it is about Zahira, even though Merry is a daughter-in-law at this time, but still Zahira is important, like a heart and a baby, then Zahira is part of his baby.
His eyes wanted to cry, but never mind! There is no need for tears when her daughter is happy, maybe tomorrow or the day after she wants to see that happiness firsthand. Come smile when the beloved girl smiled, even though it was not with Radit, Anggara was no less good.
Perhaps God is paying for the love Anggara has given him decades ago, the perfect happiness he now feels in cash.